"Let me handle this, if you will, please..." Kraj rasps quietly to his companion.
He walks towards the officers, a smile worthy of the Dirge smearing itself over his face. "Officers! I see you happen to be taking care of these unruly beasts. Why waste your time with the pair of us? Don't you need to get down to headquarters? I mean, why would you really need to bother such fine citizens as ourselves? We're all Dirge here, after all..."
The entire time he spoke, voice smooth and unthreatening, he approached them, hands up. He lowered them, his face elongating, as he came to point-blank range.
"I...do suppose you must do your duty. Very well. Here is my ID, officers."
And then he drew the pistol he had been reaching for, trying to make it appear as though he were merely pulling out a wallet or card, and shot the officer with a gun in the head.
Then he pointed it at the other one, presumably as his 'buddy' approached.
"This is my friend. His name is Klar. Say hello, Klar. * Klar is a special type of Dirge. He never liked humans. Too stringy. He always preferred something with a bit more substance. Like other Dirge. And he's been rather hungry lately. Your friend, now, he might satisfy Klar by himself, but if Klar has to fight, then he's going to be even hungrier. And he does like the taste better...fresh. But, if you just put your weapon down, and run along, nobody else has to get eaten."
*The point where, presumably, Zhur says hello.
Roll for Con Artist, then shoot, then Assist Intimidate attempt